Something's about to burst out of Eloise Midgen but I don't think it's going to be a swan.
Most scenes together: Harry Potter & Ron Weasley (8), Harry Potter & Hermione (8), Ron Weasley & Hermione (8)
Harry Potter and the Goblet of Fire quotes
Page 3 of 7Bloody Hell!
That's me. Ron Weasley, Harry Potter's stupid friend.
I have no idea who put your name in that goblet Harry, but whoever did is not a friend to you.
Piss off.
Murder me, Harry.
The house of Godric Gryffindor has been a beacon in the wizarding world for nearly ten centuries, and I will not have you besmirching it in one night by acting like a bumbling, babbling band of baboons.
Try saying that five times fast. [together] Bumbling, babbling band of baboons! Bumbling, babbling band of baboons! Bumbling... [Both walk off screen]
Alastor Moody. [Writes his name on the board] Ex-auror, Ministry malcontent... and your new Defense Against the Dark Arts teacher. I'm here because Dumbledore asked me. End of story, good-bye, the end. Any questions? [No one raises their hand] When it comes to the Dark Arts, I believe in a practical approach. But first, who can tell me how many Unforgivable Curses there are?
Three, sir.
Because they are unforgivable. The use of any one of them will...
Earn you a one-way ticket to Azkaban. Correct! The Ministry of Magic says you're too young to see what these curses do. I say different. You need to know what you're up against! You need to be prepared! [Seamus takes some gum out and puts it under his desk] You need to find another place to put your chewing gum besides the under-side of your desk, Mr. Finnegan!
No way. The old codger can see in the back of his head.
AND HEAR ACROSS CLASSROOMS!! Now, which curse shall we see first? WEASLEY!!!
Yes!?
Stand! Give us a curse.
Well, my dad did tell me about one. The Imperius Curse.
Oh, yeah. Your father would know all about that. Gave the Ministry a bit of grief a few years ago. Perhaps this will show you why.
I'll be welcomed back like a hero!
Perhaps! Personally I've never had much time for heroes.
How dare you! Besides, I can take care of myself.
Doubt it, he’s way too old.
What? Is that what you think?
Yeah, that’s what I think!
You know the solution then, don’t you?
Go on.
Next time there’s a ball, pluck up the courage and ask me before somebody else does, and not as a last resort!
Where have you been? Never mind. Off to bed, both of you! [Harry looks at Ron]
What's wrong?
They get scary when they get older.
Ron you spoiled everything!
Krum?! Dumb Krum?!
He's like a bird the way he rides the wind!
He's more than an athlete, he's an artist!
I think you're in love, Ron!
Shut up Ginny!
: Viktor I love you! Viktor I do-
When we're apart, my heart beats only for you....
Inside every girl, a secret swan slumbers, longing to burst forth and take flight.
Something's about to burst out of Eloise Midgen, but I don't think it's a swan.
Scores of witches and wizards have claimed that they only did You-Know-Who's bidding... under the influence of the Imperius Curse. But here's the rub: How do we sort out the liars? Another, another. Longbottom, is it? Professor Sprout tells me you have an aptitude for Herbology.
There's the, um, the Cruciatus Curse.
Correct! Correct! Come. The Torture Curse. [Aims his wand at the spider] Crucio!
Stop it! Can't you see it's bothering him? Stop it!
Perhaps you could give us the last Unforgivable curse, Miss Granger. [Hermione shakes her head] No? [Points his wand at the spider] Avada Kedavra! [The spider falls, dead. Harry is watching from a desk across.]
This is cozy.
It's a broom cupboard.
You should feel right at home then. [Forces Harry to a lower part of the cupboard] Don't mind if I use a Quick-Quotes Quill, do you?
Oh. Uh, no.
So tell me, Harry. Here you sit, a mere boy of 12--
I'm 14. Sorry.
About to compete against three students, not only vastly more emotionally mature than yourself, but to have mastered spells you wouldn't attempt in your dizziest daydreams. Concerned?
I-I don't know. I haven't really thought about it.
Just ignore the quill. Then, of course, you're no ordinary boy of 12, are you?
Fourteen.
Your story's legend. Do you think it was the trauma of your past that made you so keen to enter such a dangerous tournament.
I didn't enter.
Of course you didn't. Everyone loves a rebel, Harry. [To the quill] Scratch that last. Speaking of your parents, were they alive, How do you think they'd fee? Proud? Or concerned that your attitude shows, at best a pathological need for attention, at worst a psychotic death wish?
Hey! My eyes aren't "glistening with the ghosts of my past."
Why so tense, Potter? My Father and I have a bet you see. I don't think you're gonna last ten minutes in the tournament... he disagrees. He thinks you won't last five! [laughs]
I don't give a damn, what your Father thinks, Malfoy. He's vile, and cruel...and you're just pathetic.